My Half-Sugar Enemy

First save lives, then hold grudges, and finally get moved. The tough-talking and irritable young social worker VS the cold-blooded and restrained doctor Jiang Yao is a small social worker at the grassroots level. She earns a salary that can't support her. She rides a faded electric bicycle and shuttles through the community every day, solving trivial problems. The first time I met Lu Yan was at the door of his house. She was squatting on the ground, chewing spicy strips and watching TV shows, smiling in an imageless manner. The door suddenly opened, and she was immediately grabbed by the wrist and pressed against the wall. "A thief?" She struggled desperately: "I'm a social worker! I'm from the census!" The lights in the corridor were dim, she raised her face to stare at him, and he lowered his head to look at her. That was the first time she discovered that a person's eyes could be so cold and so bright. Later she found out that he was just looking at someone mentally retarded. She thought her life would be such a mediocre one, but fate suddenly took a huge turn. What was even worse was that the surgeon who performed the surgery on her was none other than Lu Yan. After the operation, she became a veritable "half-breasted woman", and her relationship with Lu Yan was officially formed. But life has no intention of letting her go. Her biological father, who had always been indifferent to her, died suddenly and left a large inheritance. During a cross-city lawsuit trip, she thought she was just going to steal money, but she got back a sixteen-year-old younger brother who was in his rebellious stage. And the man who was supposed to be her "enemy" killed her immediately after she was drunk and confessed her love. As a result, the next morning, she felt too embarrassed to see anyone and ran away. After this sudden maneuver, the calm and restrained Dr. Lu was forced to chase her to the door of the house. He blocked her and asked in a deep voice: "Jiang Yao, what is our relationship? Enemies? Doctors and patients? One-night stand? You define it, I can cooperate." Jiang Yao gritted her teeth and said, "Dr. Lu, actually, we are not suitable for each other." Lu Yan raised his eyes lightly: "Why didn't you say it was inappropriate when you slept with me?" "Small Theater 1" There is no light in the bedroom, and there is no need to turn on the light. Night will make people even more depressed. The moment Jiang Yao sank into the big bed, his kiss followed her from her lips to her earlobes and the side of her neck, leaving wet and hot traces, causing her whole body to tremble. Her palm landed on the hem of the T-shirt and pushed upward. The moment Jiang Yao felt the warmth on her skin, Jiang Yao suddenly froze! The uneasiness and fear of being mutilated instantly dissipated the blurry heat. She arched her body and held down Lu Yan's arm with one hand. A flash of inferiority flashed in her eyes: "Lu Yan, should I... Put that on?" She didn't dare to look at him and turned her head towards the living room. Lu Yan stopped, raised his hand to pinch her chin, and regained her sight. "I gave you that to make you feel comfortable. If you don't like it, don't wear it." The fingertips moved to wipe the sweat from the tip of her nose. "I don't need you to wear anything to show me." Jiang Yao looked at him with wide eyes in astonishment. Lu Yan leaned down, his warm breath brushed her lips and cheeks, and finally stopped in her ear: "As for me, what I like is you, Jiang Yao, not an external form, nor an organ on your body." "Do you understand?" "Small Theater 2" The two stood side by side, looking at the closed door. Silence. There was a long, long silence. Jiang Yao stared at the "filming" indicator light on the door. I feel like my breathing has become unnatural. She spoke first: "You... Were transferred back?" "Yeah." "When?" "Last week." "... Oh." Silence again. Jiang Yao wrung her fingers, not knowing what to say. She always talked a lot and could chat with anyone, but now her brain seemed to be short-circuited and went blank. "Did you delete me?" Lu Yan suddenly asked. Jiang Yao was stunned and turned to look at him. Lu Yan didn't look at her, he still looked at the indicator light with no expression on his face. "No!" She blurted out, "I just..." "Just didn't reply to messages, didn't answer the phone, and pretended I didn't exist." Lu Yan took her words in a calm tone, but the content was like a small hammer, hitting her heart time and time again. Jiang Yao was speechless. She really didn't reply to the message or answer the phone. She pretended that he didn't exist. But she didn't delete him, not even once. Even though she tossed and turned countless times late at night, her fingers hovering over "Delete Friend", she finally didn't press it. "I..." She opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but she didn't know how to explain. Lu Yan turned his head and looked at her. "Jiang Yao, running away after sleeping is part of your revenge plan?" Jiang Yao's face suddenly turned red, from her cheeks to her ears, and even her neck began to feel hot. "You, don't talk nonsense!" Her voice cracked, "That was an accident! Who, who took revenge!" "Accident?" Lu Yan took a step forward, one step closer to her, "Then why don't you dare to look at me?" Jiang Yao subconsciously wanted to step back, but her back was already pressed against the wall. She raised her head and met his gaze. Reading guide: 1. Easily cure the bloodless disease 2. The heroine is the talkative king 3. The male protagonist specializes in talking nonsense 4. Daily slow heat Save an advance copy of "She's Not Good", the story about Flowers of the High Mountain Chasing My Wife! Have you ever loved someone so much that you have given everything to each other, but you are still not sure who you are in his heart. Jiang Mo loved it. She had a crush on Huo Zhiheng for five years before entering his laboratory. Huo Zhiheng is the uncrowned king sought after by thousands of people in the field. He is cold, noble and meticulous, with a pair of rimless glasses, ascetic and strict. But Jiang Mo had seen his blurred eyes and out-of-control madness after taking off his glasses. For a long time, she was deeply addicted to the intimacy of being close to each other. She thought that that was love, a love that could not be made public but was truly delivered. During an academic exchange meeting, he downplayed her breakthrough results as a team effort. When his colleague jokingly asked about the relationship, he looked coldly and said, "Jiang Mo? He is a very good student." In an instant, all the tacit understanding and companionship, all the intimacy hidden in the dark, suddenly became cheap and embarrassing. It turns out that the light is somewhere else, but I am not somewhere else. She exited quietly and cut off all contact. We meet again at a top academic forum. The little transparent person of the past emerged with subversive achievements and sharp words, criticizing the theory he regarded as a standard. Amid the uproar, she looked from the distance with a wild look in her eyes. The celebration banquet lasted until late at night, and the hotel spiral staircase was deserted. The man who always sat high in the clouds blocked her way, "Jiang Mo..." He took off his glasses and threw them away, "How about you come back to me, make it public, get married, share the first author in the laboratory... Everything I have is yours." Jiang Mo chuckled and put his fingertips on his Adam's apple, but his eyes were cold: "Teacher Huo, I really don't like being your good student." Huo Zhiheng clasped her waist and pushed her into his arms: "What a coincidence. I don't want to pretend to be a gentleman anymore." Purpose: The world is miserable, but you deserve to be saved